Green air currents floated on the skin that had begun to decay, and the green air currents dispersed the blue smoke, allowing the already decaying skin to quickly heal and grow, approaching the potions wizard, who reached out and grabbed the other's arm. "Stop your stupid behavior, crude tricks are useless to me. He shook it so hard that the potions wizard was thrown out and fell to the ground, looking embarrassed.

"Prophecy wizard, what can you predict, tell me quickly when my death will come, at least not now, right? His defiant eyes revealed ferocity, and he approached the prophetic wizard engraved with the cross symbol engraved on his forehead, pinched the other's neck, and lifted it from the ground. Of course, it would be better if you could predict when you would die, at least prove that your prediction was correct. ”

The prophetic wizard clasped his powerful arms with both hands, looked respectful, and said with difficulty: "Dear sir, the four holy spirits will serve you, and you will become our new master. ”

Slowly releasing his fingers, he placed the language wizard on the ground, Giroud looked at the other three wizards kneeling on the ground, his humble eyes did not deceive, and the wizard of prophecy also knelt in front of him. "New King, please accept our gift, we have been waiting for this moment for a long time. ”

Giroud wouldn't believe that. "Wait for us to be imprisoned here until we become dead like you, I will not be the king of the dead, I will stay here forever, I must leave and return to the Black Iron Continent to get back everything that belongs to me. ”

The prophetic wizard got up, and the other three wizards followed, walking to the middle of the disc. "Trust me, we can help you get everything you want. ”

The four wizards stood in the middle of the disc, leaning their backs and chanting in a low voice, while the disc on the opposite side spun rapidly, emitting an eerie glow that brightened the room.

The walls began to shake, and soon a wall opened like a door, and a larger space appeared, like an underground palace, rich and full of gold and silver treasures.

At the end of the palace, there is an upward staircase, and at the end of the staircase is the throne, on which sits a skeleton with iron ropes bound to it.

The prophetic wizard approached, bowing respectfully with his back bent. "New king, ascend to the throne and you will have supreme power and wealth, which belongs to you and no one can take it. ”

Giroud was skeptical, but it was necessary to see the identity of the person sitting on the throne, and he followed the path paved with precious stones, walked up the steps, and walked to the throne, where a book was placed on the left armrest of the throne, and the cover of the old book was made of metal, and he reached out and picked it up.

Turning the pages of the book, it was written in strange symbols, which no one could recognize, and the linguistic wizard who knelt down the steps reminded: "New king, touch those words with your fingers, and you will be crowned." ”

Unable to read the words, the book had an unavoidable force that attracted Giroud, making him unable to abandon it, touching the strange symbols with his fingers, the symbols detached from the book and flew into his eyes, and strange images appeared in his mind.

On a vast and pristine continent, dragons galloped, scorching flames and frost fell from the sky, and the ground was densely packed with a mighty army fighting those dragons, and one of them was the most conspicuous, riding a horse with a blue gemstone ring on his finger and a sword in his hand, and the man roared. "Warriors of the Martimos, we will conquer all continents and races and become the kings of the world. ”

Everything in front of Giroud's eyes suddenly disappeared and returned to reality, the familiar name, his fingers trembled, and now he finally understood who was sitting on the crown in front of him, the leader of the Maltimo people, known as Chellon, the Lord of War.

He had learned about this history of the war of the gods, the Martimos were known as the war people, belonged to the demigods, were the children of the gods, they were born warlike, they were the best warriors, the best demigod of the Martimo people led the demigod race to fight everywhere, conquered many continents, his ambition swelled rapidly, and even refused to obey the orders from heaven and did not take those high gods in his eyes.

He fought against the dragons and wreaked havoc on the dragons, who were defeated by Chiron's army of Martimo, a tyrant who enslaved the dragons and made them the mounts of the Maltimos, with the help of which he led his army to Heaven with the intention of conquering Heaven and becoming the king of Heaven and making the gods his slaves.

Such a move angered the gods of heaven, and they sent an army from heaven to fight the Martimos, and the powerful divine power of the heavenly army finally brought Chiron to a halt, but they still could not completely defeat the demigod whose strength had swelled to an extremely powerful point.

For this reason, Heaven and Hell cooperated, and the army of the demon gods fought together, and finally defeated the army of Chron, and the dragon gained freedom. Heaven and Hell set the rules that forbade the souls of the Maltimo people from entering Heaven or even Hell, so that the souls of the dead of the Maltimo had nowhere to go.

Unable to return to their homeland, which had been turned into a borderlands by gods and demons, the demigod and his people were destroyed, and the demigod and his people vanished forever.

Now that Giroud finally understood that the demigod had led his people to find this island in the ocean, but why it had become the way it was, he looked back at the prophetic wizard behind him.

The prophetic sorcerer immediately understood the new king's intentions and continued to tell the story. "The Lord of War came here with his people, and he himself was seriously wounded, and Heaven and Hell did not accept the Martimos, so that his people could have a place to live after death, he built this catacomb on this island, and poured the power of the demigods he possessed into it, so that his people and himself could sleep in peace. ”

Giroud continued to flip through the book, and when the strange symbols entered his head, his body was filled with infinite power, and he became desperate for war, and when he finished reading the last page, the book burned and shattered.

Staring at the skeleton on the throne in front of him, he saw the legendary sword, the Adjudicator of Chron, which had the power to slay dragons and gods, and reached out and pulled out the sword inserted into the armrest of the throne, and the rust on the blade fell from the shaking and revealed its true form.

Holding Chiron's arbiter, Giroud's eyes darkened, and he was wrapped in a layer of bright armor that came from Chiron's determination to fight, and the Maltimo people had a masterful forging process to create this set of armor of war determination for Chiron.

"New King, take off Chron's ring and belt, and you will see a pomp and circumstance like never before. "Prophecy is a reminder that the wizard is kneeling on the ground, his head against the ground.

Taking off the sapphire ring belt, a blue light flowed all over the body, and the original determination to war, which was still rusty, immediately brightened as new, and some figures appeared in the palace, which were souls, the souls of countless Martimo warriors were densely packed, making the sound of mountains and tsunamis, and then knelt on the ground and saluted to welcome the new king.

This is an army that can fight against the demigods, and with this army, he will not only be able to retake the Black Iron Continent, but he will even be able to defeat the Holy Cult army of Anruida and rule the entire world, and when the time comes, he can once again enslave the dragons, negotiate with Heaven and Hell, and become a great ruler as noble as them.

Giroud glanced at the crowd and held up the bright adjudicator in his hand. "The Maltimos are not to be like the weak here, I will lead you back to your familiar place, defeat the weak on the continent, land in heaven, step into hell, and let those damned gods prostrate at our feet. ”

"Long live the new king, long live the war. The sound of cheers made the palace tremble.

With this invincible army, he didn't need to go to the place he had planned to ask for reinforcements, he only needed to return to the Black Iron Continent to change the situation, but Giroud changed his mind and took back what belonged to him from Anruida first, and took his fate into his own hands.

Downing revisited the city of Blot, Bella was attracted to the novelty of the Black Iron Continent, unlike the rest, this girl was full of enthusiasm for this land, but something that had just happened annoyed her.

"I'm not going to be an idler just a vase, I've got to do things. Bella sat in the room, angry at what someone had just said about her, and those comments echoed in her ears. "Simple and lovely little girl, go back, you are useless to stay here, you can only add to the chaos, Tang Ning doesn't need to be burdensome. ”

Bella met Taylor here, Taylor felt the crisis, someone was going to be a rival with her, a rival in love, this little girl used to have a good relationship with her in Havana, but now she had to be as good as she could and hit the other person, so she said these words.

What should she do, she has to give full play to her strengths, so that she can hold her head up in front of Taylor, and will not be said to be a vase by the other party, and what she wants to do must be more important than what Taylor is in charge of now, so as to attract the attention of her sweetheart.

Although there is no smoke in the war between rivals, it is quite fierce, and secretly the two good girls begin to compete, both hoping to get the affirmation of their sweethearts.

Walking on the streets of Black Iron City, looking at the busy orcs and some merchants who came to do business, suddenly she heard some merchants talking. "These big men don't even have the easiest way to entertain, if it's not for business, no one wants to come here, information is blocked, it's too bad. ”

Such a conversation attracted the attention of the girl, there was no way to entertain, the news was closed, and such a vocabulary gave her a peculiar idea.

As a friend of Downing, she was entitled to meet anyone in Black Iron City, and rushed into the council hall to see the orc leader who was writing something on the desk. "Mr. Leader, I have a great idea. ”